Apparently it’s much harder to sit down and blog when I’m not stuffing my face with sugary treats. Perhaps the excuse of “oh, I’ve got to blog this recipe!” was masking the guilt associated with creating and devouring hundreds of absolutely useless calories but whatever the case, ever since going off sugar a few weeks ago, this blog has been lacking.
So I am about to do a complete 180 and tell you about all the amazing calories I’ve been eating this past week as I embark on what might be the best thing I’ve ever done for my body (or just the stupidest): Jillian Michael’s Making The Cut.
Day 4 and the jury is still out.
In this intense program, Jillian takes you through grueling gym work-outs and a stricter-than-strict diet plan, promising to take off that last stubborn ten pounds while putting you in the “rippest” form of your life.
This isn’t a “diet”, per say, because it’s not about restricting calories and major weight loss. But sugar, refined carbs, and alcohol are absolute no-no’s. In other words, downing a Krispy Kreme chased by a glass of wine is out of the question (What? Me? Noooooo….). Okay, truthfully, I haven’t had a single Krispy Kreme since moving to the US five months ago (PROPS to me…you don’t even know how ridiculous that statement is for this recovered donut-aholic) — but let’s be honest, half the things I bake are worse for you than a KK straight from the vat of fat. Yeah, you Americans know what I’m talkin’ about.
So instead, for the past two weeks I’ve been munching on things like egg whites, cottage cheese, nuts, veggies and natural peanut butter. I’m already a very healthy eater but this 30 days could quite possibly push me over to the dark side…the dark side of not baking 4,000-calorie cinnamon buns just because. (sigh). Because as good as those freakin’ buns are, this feels…well…even better. It’s true what they say, the cleaner you eat, the less crap you want. And I feel great.
To put my goals into pictures, here is my vision board. I already have those arms…underneath a few percentages of body fat, that is. But I would kill for those legs (on the left). Okay, actually, I would do an hour of non-stop lunges, squats and jump rope until I nearly puke, for those legs. Literally.
Coming Up Next: Tim’s Oats, the best oatmeal you’ve ever had — and crazy good for you, too!